Okay, so everything probably wasn’t as gloom and doom as he was making it out to be. Or, at least that’s what he kept trying to tell himself as he stood under the pathetic trickle of lukewarm water that substituted an actual shower in this shitty apartment. He’d gotten the mess cleaned up just fine and he did still have his chips and monster. The chips were a little broken, but they’d taste the same. He had a raid lined up for later that night and he was totally going to kick some Old God ass. His hoodie hadn’t gotten too gross, but his shoes were gonna be a bitch to clean later. Those jeans were due for a wash anyway. But no one had beaten him up today! ...Yet.
Sighing to himself, Axel went about cleaning off the sticky remnants of soda as quickly as he could reasonably allow for. It wasn’t like he could actually stay in here long enough to drown himself, not unless he wanted to die of hyperthermia way before asphyxiation kicked in. Already the water was turning from lukewarm to uncomfortable and if he didn’t get out of here soon it’d-
“Shit!” Axel yelped. Manfully yelped. In a very masculine, totally-not-high-pitched manner. He also totally didn’t chuck whatever it was in his hand at the moment (soap. He threw a bar of soap) in the direction of the voice on the other side of his shower curtain, only to watch it bat harmlessly against said curtain and slide all the way down to the shower floor. Gross.
Wait, no getting distracted by soap. That had been a voice! In! His! Bathroom?
“Wh- who the fuck is out there? How the hell did you get into my apartment!” He (manfully) shrieked at the shower curtain. And then promptly felt like an idiot.
Had he been imagining things? Was he hallucinating voices because he’d been awake for probably over 48 hours at this point? He’d locked the door! He knew he did! He always did! There was no way someone was in his fucking bathroom right now! Besides! He should have smelled them! If there was someone, which there wasn’t, so clearly he was just going insane. Which, considering the options, he was sort of preferring at the moment because he was naked, in the shower, and whoever was on the other side of the shower couldn’t possibly have any good intentions because they broke into his apartment so clearly he’ll have to figure out some way to scare them off without turning into a hyena and killing them and he was so. Not. Ready for this shit.
Okay. Time to storm the breach.
Axel quickly reached out to grab the shower curtain, dramatically sweeping the offending plastic away to face his possibly hallucination / cat burglar. The fact that he was standing in a shower, naked, and had neglected to turn the water off seemed to escape his notice entirely. “I don’t know who the fuck you- oooouu HolyShit are you a samarai?”
And, sidetracked again.
“Holy Shit are you here to kill me?” There we go. Now he was staring, eyes wide, at the katana at his hallucination’s hip. He was pretty impressed with what his brain had come up with to tell him to go the fuck to sleep. It was super realistic, from the clothing to the modern armor to the authentic looking sword he was pretty sure could chop him in half without even trying. Maybe he should just skip the raid tonight. He’d be able to pug a group later, no problem.
“Okay. So. There’s a hot samurai standing in my bathroom and he’s here to kill me. Message received, I’m going to bed.” And finally, finally, he started groping blinding at the wall to (unsuccessfully) turn off the damned shower. It would have been a lot easier to do if he could take his eyes off the guy in front of him, but between the sword, the face, the hair, the armor, the clothing, and the general air of *~mystery~*, well, there was a lot to take in.
Sighing to himself, Axel went about cleaning off the sticky remnants of soda as quickly as he could reasonably allow for. It wasn’t like he could actually stay in here long enough to drown himself, not unless he wanted to die of hyperthermia way before asphyxiation kicked in. Already the water was turning from lukewarm to uncomfortable and if he didn’t get out of here soon it’d-
“Shit!” Axel yelped. Manfully yelped. In a very masculine, totally-not-high-pitched manner. He also totally didn’t chuck whatever it was in his hand at the moment (soap. He threw a bar of soap) in the direction of the voice on the other side of his shower curtain, only to watch it bat harmlessly against said curtain and slide all the way down to the shower floor. Gross.
Wait, no getting distracted by soap. That had been a voice! In! His! Bathroom?
“Wh- who the fuck is out there? How the hell did you get into my apartment!” He (manfully) shrieked at the shower curtain. And then promptly felt like an idiot.
Had he been imagining things? Was he hallucinating voices because he’d been awake for probably over 48 hours at this point? He’d locked the door! He knew he did! He always did! There was no way someone was in his fucking bathroom right now! Besides! He should have smelled them! If there was someone, which there wasn’t, so clearly he was just going insane. Which, considering the options, he was sort of preferring at the moment because he was naked, in the shower, and whoever was on the other side of the shower couldn’t possibly have any good intentions because they broke into his apartment so clearly he’ll have to figure out some way to scare them off without turning into a hyena and killing them and he was so. Not. Ready for this shit.
Okay. Time to storm the breach.
Axel quickly reached out to grab the shower curtain, dramatically sweeping the offending plastic away to face his possibly hallucination / cat burglar. The fact that he was standing in a shower, naked, and had neglected to turn the water off seemed to escape his notice entirely. “I don’t know who the fuck you- oooouu HolyShit are you a samarai?”
And, sidetracked again.
“Holy Shit are you here to kill me?” There we go. Now he was staring, eyes wide, at the katana at his hallucination’s hip. He was pretty impressed with what his brain had come up with to tell him to go the fuck to sleep. It was super realistic, from the clothing to the modern armor to the authentic looking sword he was pretty sure could chop him in half without even trying. Maybe he should just skip the raid tonight. He’d be able to pug a group later, no problem.
“Okay. So. There’s a hot samurai standing in my bathroom and he’s here to kill me. Message received, I’m going to bed.” And finally, finally, he started groping blinding at the wall to (unsuccessfully) turn off the damned shower. It would have been a lot easier to do if he could take his eyes off the guy in front of him, but between the sword, the face, the hair, the armor, the clothing, and the general air of *~mystery~*, well, there was a lot to take in.
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